Remember

I spent the afternoon in a difficult part of my personal past, remembering words and events I'd prefer to be long forgotten. It has left me, both then and now, shaken and dejected.

I lost a friendship, something I still regret, though there was no way it could continue.

I've been reminded that a good friend, someone I thought I knew better, could be duplicitous and deceitful. And that the truth, for her, was considerably short of absolute. My task today was to gather evidence to document just how far her accusations had strayed from truth.

That having been said, I didn't distinguish myself with my actions, either — but I was never anything but honest about what I had done, and I took full responsibility. Today was one of the consequences of my actions.